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Pussy, money, weed, the perfect trifecta of living stress free
I swear to God it feels like life’s been trying to test me
Cause every corner that I turn an officer arrests me but
Fuck the drama my bros straight and my mama good
I’m drunk as fuck girl you’re tripping just like my mama would
OG’s say I’m raw and they put that on their hood
And if that ain’t a testament of faith Barack Obama’s hood
Look, I view this life through a kaleidoscope
I could make a couple C’s, I’m tryna hit the higher notes
They think that I’m rich as fuck but truthfully I’m ridin’ broke
The games a bitch it got me stressing out just tryna float
She tell me rap for her bitch I do this for myself
This the way I play the cards that I was fucking dealt
Walk in my shoes I bet they hot enough they’d fucking melt
And when they did I’d have your girlfriend hollering out „Oh fucking well”
If they say life ain’t a game, it’s cause they ain’t winnin’
They say I’m on the rise but I been hot from the beginning
My mama pray for me, but still I keep sinnin’
Life throws me bullshit but at least I’m still livin’
If they say life ain’t a game, it’s cause they ain’t winnin’
They say I’m on the rise but I been hot from the beginning
My mama pray for me, but still I keep sinnin’
Life throws me bullshit but at least I’m still livin’
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